Swiftly threading through the forest was a pair of horses. Their manes swayed as their respective rider gently held on to them. Their long hair fluttered against the wind along with their robe of clothing.
These two females were gorgeous to the point that nature lost its splendor. One was exuding a bright composure while the other was cool-headed.
"C'mon Lyon, can you keep up with us?" teased Biane as she built up her speed.
Her body had been healed and none of the bruises could leave a mark. Her beautiful face shone brightly, betraying the state she was in a few days ago.
"I don't think you should challenge Lyon, big sister, remember, he is one of space attribute cultivators," said her little sister, Clemora while pacing up with Biane.
Likewise, Clemora didn't leave a single wound unhealed either. It was a wondrous miracle that every doctor would seek.
